Open My Eyes
A chorus I love to sing says, Open my eyes Lord, I want to see Jesus, to reach out and touch Him and say that I love Him, Open my … Continue reading Open My Eyes
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A chorus I love to sing says, Open my eyes Lord, I want to see Jesus, to reach out and touch Him and say that I love Him, Open my … Continue reading Open My Eyes
Tonight our Jazz Ensemble had a great concert, I haven’t had that much fun in a long time playing keyboard, the only female in an all male band! We have … Continue reading Our Life is our Concert
I love to watch football, baseball, the track races and especially the relay races. There is always an MVP, but I am not talking about the winner, the one with … Continue reading And the winner is…
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Psalm 39:4-6 “Tell me, what’s going on, God? How long do I have to live? Give me the bad news!…
This evening I remembered that it is November 8 which makes it 6 months since my dad went to heaven. The Holidays are a time that I tend to get … Continue reading The Holidays are on their way!
There is nothing more precious than the love of a child. They love without prejudice, they don’t see color, pretty or ugly, they just love. I am convinced that you … Continue reading I am a Child
There are times when you have gone as far as you can go without help from Above! I posted something on my page that I feel so strongly, “If I … Continue reading You’ve got a friend!
I saw a bumper sticker: “If you love someone set them free, if they come back they’re yours forever, if they don’t, hunt them down and shoot them.” The saying … Continue reading What would you give?
Did you go through a phase of “finding yourself” when you were young, or was that only my generation? People wanted the freedom to “just be me”. For some … Continue reading I’m just being me!
As I have been working around in my house today I have left my TV on the Hallmark Channel because they have started playing the Christmas movies and I am … Continue reading Another Hallmark Day
I had on a fuzzy turquoise sweater; it had a rolled collar and I wore it with a black pencil skirt. I was 15 and very excited that I had … Continue reading Bear with me a minute…
I like to fancy myself as a fairly good “handyman” around the house. Being the oldest child meant that if something needed to be done, I was the one called … Continue reading Nuts, Bolts, and a Few Loose Screws